Wow

Gosh, I haven't posted in a long time. Chalk it up to The Schedule.

Life in in Crawfordville, FL is pretty darn sweet, even if I'm in Tallahassee most of the time and only come home to Crawfordville to sleep. This school is, to say the least, intense. I'm doing more work at school than I ever thought I was capable of. Right now, I'm working on two projects for public performance, two directing projects for classes, my theatre history class, my teaching assistantship, AND the season show I'm assistant director for starts rehearsals next week. On Monday, I'll have three different rehearsals, lasting until at least 1:00 am, and I'm loving every minute of it, even the days when I'm on campus for 14 hours, working the whole time. And I also got to keep my job, with a much-reduced early-morning schedule.

There were about ten days when I didn't love it last month, though. All my neuroses kicked in, and anxiety got the better of me. I was convinced I wasn't good enough, they were going to kick me out of FSU, we'd upended our lives for nothing. Of course I was wrong, but thank goodness I can recognize warning signs when they happen. Everything's great now- better than ever actually.

The house is all furnished, finally, and I and Eric and the cats and the dog are all quite happy in our little rural home. I did a bunch of landscaping and couldn't be prouder. In January we'll put in the fence in the backyard. I'm glad we love our house- with the economy the way it is, we may be here for a while after I graduate. I'm a little concerned about our electric bill, though. I can't believe we used FOUR TIMES as much electricity in August as we have so far this month. I think a $400 electric bill for a little house like ours has to be a mistake.

The calibre of students here amazes me every day, and I'm so lucky to be surrounded by so many talented and driven people. The undergrads an unbelievably dedicated, and the faculty are, well... all I can say is that I'm learning SO much. I'm taking what might look like baby steps, but they seem like leaps and bounds to me.

Oh, and thank God for the iPhone. I'm HORRIBLE with time and scheduling. Horrible. Time means nothing to me. Nothing. It's a concept that exists outside of my frame of reference. But that little phone has my whole schedule in it, and makes my life much less chaotic than it would be otherwise. I rarely know what I'm doing till 5 minutes before I have to do it... I know enough to be prepared for it, usually, but seeing the whole day at a glance without having to pull a book out of my backpack rocks.

Mom and Dad and my sister and brother-in-law and niece and nephew came through for a few hours last weekend, and they absolutely loved the house, which made me feel great. We're having Student Orphans Thanksgiving here for the people who can't go home. The number of people seems to be growing... I think we may end up taking the food down to the beach for a picnic. I also think that instead of spending hundreds of dollars on entertaining like I usually do, I'll just buy a pre-roasted turkey from The Fresh Market and pull out the board games. I don't have time to be Martha Stewart anymore.

That's the news from the front porch, which is unseasonably chilly. Since I like the cold, I couldn't be happier.